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Natalia Beiser

How Writing Has Helped Myself And Others with Bipolar Disorder

Writing a book has been one of my bucket list goals. However an autobiography about my life may not be of interest to many readers.   

I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder twenty four years ago. I consider myself to be a walking wealth of knowledge on the subject, and am confident that I can contribute in regard to the topic. I want to give back. This is why I write for IBPF.  

A Thank You Letter to a Supportive Friend

Dear Mrs. Martin: 

I was insecure when entering your College Prep English class in the year of 1989.  I worked really hard and earned an “A” each quarter.  You fostered my love of writing, one that I never had nurtured.

We had a huge research paper due the final quarter, the one where I analyzed Anne Frank’s work.  During that time, I became angry, argumentative, and eventually manic. 

My Love/Hate Relationship With Medication

I have been on medications for bipolar disorder my entire adult life. The prescriptions and I have an avid love/hate relationship. 

I need medications to function with the most amount of mental clarity. I resent my medications and am treatment resistant.  Medication has allowed me to live a fulfilling life.  Psychiatric drugs are slowly killing me in other ways.     

Bipolar Disorder Is Not My Fault

When I experienced my first manic episode at eighteen, my family was oblivious to my struggle. My mother stated that I had done something to bring the illness onto myself. She expressed that she believed that the trigger was that I had previously drank alcohol as a minor. She even sought out a minister to see if I had become possessed. 

How A Church Community Helped Me Face My Social Anxiety and Depression

After a serious depression, I was declared to be legally disabled and experienced extreme social phobia.  I was rarely able to go in public, except in the middle of the night.  I was afraid that I would be seen by people that I had known in my career and I was immobilized by fear in the thought of seeing them.  The chances of running into those people that worked the day shift was unlikely.  However, the sense of community that I developed through a local church helped me overcome many of my fears.  

Food And Bipolar Disorder

In my experience, I have found there to be a direct correlation between food and bipolar disorder.